Marvel: Mr. President

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Hector marched straight towards the White House estate's west entrance. Along the way, a lot of tourists tried to click a photo with him, thinking he was some paid artist. Peter, Jean and Diana made sure nobody got closer to them. Moony was also a pretty good repellant.

They stopped in front of the guard post, who would contact the guards inside to tell them to open the gate. He seemed amused by Hector, "That's a pretty good costume, man. Totally pulled it off,"

Hector sighed and rubbed his eyes, "Son..."

Kennedy stopped Hector. Nobody was going to take him seriously at this point. He was dead for the world. So he walked forward and took off his glasses as well as his mask and cap, "Yes, It's me, Kennedy. Call the Chief of Staff, I need to meet MacArthur."

The guard's face just stayed frozen for a good minute. It required Kennedy to tap on his shoulder to wake him up, "You still with us?"

"Ah... yes... please wait!" He quickly spoke into his wireless and informed his boss about the situation. Following that, a lot of surveillance cameras focused on them.

Most likely, words and images were being passed around the White House at that very moment, and the live feed was being seen by many. Of course, the world knew that Kennedy was alive. It was Hector who was the most shocking. They refused to believe he was real, but then why would Kennedy appear here?

A few men in suits quickly came out of the door with a suitcase in hand. They were a mix of Secret Service and staff. They first moved to Kennedy and showed him the open suitcase with a screen.

Kennedy quickly put his palm on it and then showed his face. Immediately, the green light lit up on the suitcase's screen. "Welcome to the White House, mister Kennedy."

But as they were about to shut down the case, Kennedy stopped them, "What are you doing? Take his reading as well. He may not be the president anymore, but he's still a lifelong Grand General of all Allied Forces."

Yet, they didn't move. Kennedy had to push them, "You think he was dead? No, he was on a top-secret mission. It's classified information. Now go and confirm his identity,"

Hector obliged and first gave his palm print, then let his eye be scanned. It took a few seconds before the lights finally turned green and showed all the common identity details. "Hector King Washington, Grand General and Ex-President of the United States of America. Authorization level VI"

THUD!

The Secret Service man lost his grip, and the case fell down. But none of them bothered with it and kept looking at his face dumbly. WOOSH—Then, suddenly, like a jet cutting the air, their arms moved, and they saluted him with all seriousness. No matter how bizarre the situation was, this was their default reaction.

Of course, Ex-President was not supposed to be saluted, but Hector was the highest military authority in the world by his rank. "G-General Washington, welcome back,"

Now Hector felt some peace of mind, "Haha, thank you. Can I enter the estate now? I need to talk with the new President."

They were given smooth entry after that, and nobody stopped. Even Jean, Peter, Diana and Moony walked in without a care. And since both of them were the OG boys who saw the modernisation of this building, they went directly towards the Oval Office.

As they arrived outside, the President's assistant stopped them. Kennedy just brushed her to the side, "Move away, Karen, this is important,"

Seeing Hector's gaze on him, he shrugged, "It's her real name,"

The thick door was pushed open, and they all barged in there. The current president was sixty-some years old guy. This was his first term, and he enjoyed decent enough support. He only won because Kennedy could not run again.

It seemed that a meeting was going on in the office. The Secretary of Defence and the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff were present there. Both of them got up after noticing the noise.

Kennedy was still regarded as the strongest politician in the United States, so he got due respect. But they didn't react to Hector, prompting him to scold the two, "Hmm, you're not going to salute the Grand General?"

"WHAT?!"

All three, including the president's eyes widened in shock. Hector just took a seat, tired by their shocked faces. In fact, he picked the file on the table and read it. And in five seconds, he threw it at President MacArthur, "What the fuck is this? I need a list of all the wars you runts have started,"

"Who are you? President Washington is dead," Admiral Michael Mullen, the CJCS, voiced.

Hector sighed, "The suitcase already confirmed it. I was on a secret mission. You are not high enough to know it. Now sit down before I make you, Admiral."

"And you, Jack MacArthur, what the heck is this? Why are you planning an invasion of Libya?" He questioned.

President MacArthur sat back in his seat. As absurd as he may have thought this situation was, nothing was impossible. The president knows a great many details, after all. "It is what it is, but it's an intervention and not an invasion. Gaddafi is a dictator; the people want to be liberated there. To protect human values, we-"

BAM!—Hector slammed his fist on the table, "Don't give me that bullshit. I will be auditing you, your predecessor and Kennedy's work as president. If it doesn't satisfy me, well... We'll see. One more thing, announce the closure of Mount Vernon as a tourist place for maintenance. Let's go, Kennedy,"

"I am the PRESIDENT! You can't dictate me." President MacArthur roared.

"That's where you're wrong, kid. And congratulations, you just lost next year's re-election."

He got up and left the way he came. The presidency was under a war-loving man, that was confirmed. But he'd rather not show himself to the world for now.

As they walked out, Kennedy got nervous, "Are you going to punish me too?"

"If you've been a bad boy, yes. But you do deserve some spanking for the shit book you published. Apparently, the world thinks I'm a virgin, ha?"

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Kennedy nervously looked away. "Umm... but isn't that true?"

"COME HERE, YOU LITTLE! I'm going to make your ass so red that even baboons will shy away."

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After this small meeting, Hector decided to go to his nearby apartment to get a general sense of the situation. The world had changed so much in such a short time, but his problem now was that his worldview had changed. He couldn't just think about the United States and work at it. Instead, he saw Earth as a single unit.

"Sweet, earth food," Peter was happy eating the noodles they ordered.

"Umm... Grandpa, can I order more?"

"Woof!"

"See, even Moony wants more meatballs." Jean chirped.

Hector waved his hand, "Sure, sure... Go ahead."

"Hector, another delivery," Diana shouted from the door.

As he heard her, he stopped working and looked around. Peter, Moony and Jeans were sitting and eating like siblings, Diana calling him from the door. It felt like they were a real family. Butterflies jumped in his stomach. "You know what, let's EAT! Diana, you can also join. We will get all this work done later,"

*DING DONG*

The doorbell rang once again. Hector stopped Diana this time, saying, "I'll see."

But, as soon as he opened the door, a figure jumped at him and hugged him tightly. This prompted a loud laugh from him, "Hahaha, how is my little Yelena?"

"AAA... don't spoil my hairstyle, grandpa!" She complained as he ruffled her hair. But she didn't even fight.

Hector then looked behind her. Natasha stood there, "Well, these arms can fill a million kids. What are you waiting for?"

Natasha grinned and jumped closer. She never, for even a second, felt alone or scared ever since Hector took her in. He created this new Natasha, confident and strong. He was the world to her.

"Bwahaha... I guess you two should move to Mount Vernon now. The family is finally getting together, for good this time."

KE-CHAK!

"Hehe, I'm going to show this to Gamora," Jean exclaimed on the side.

Pater's face paled, "What do you want?"

"Well, you were drooling over Natasha. I'm sure Gamora would pay me well for this proof. A hundred thousand credits sound good,"

"NO! That's my whole month's pay. And Natasha is just so pretty, I was shocked, not drooling," Peter defended his negligible honour.

"Oho... is that so? Good luck telling that to Gamora."

"Fine, take the money,"

"WOOF!" Moony, at that time, jumped on Natasha and Yelena and licked their faces. Of course, avoiding the mouth.

"Meow?"

Out of Yelena's bag, a cute chubby cat jumped out and hugged Moony's face. It was none other than Goose, whom Hector had sent along the girls to provide protection.

The gang was whole again.

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